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Wondering why I’m not online today?

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As humorous as it is, and kind of comeuppance to Jen for all those years she got to boast about having today off, but as far as I know, just the state of Georgia has a state holiday today, and at least to me, it sucks.  Confederate Memorial Day.  What sucks isn’t the fact that it’s more or less a day celebrating the unification of a faction that thrived on slavery and unequal rights for human beings, no, I can accept that as a piece of American history.  That’s fine.  What sucks for me is the fact that because I’m a freelancer, and live by the hourly wages, this is a day in which I am not getting paid at all, because the state government agency I work for does not operate on this “holiday.”

I feel like I should write something

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Considering it is my birthday and all, but I don’t really have anything substantial to say that I haven’t said in a past birthday before, probably.  Although my day is getting better, probably because I’m simply not in Virginia anymore, and the Willy’s burrito I just consumed for lunch, things aren’t necessarily as chipper as some people might expect for their birthdays to be.

As mentioned, I got home really late last night, and missed an entire day of work.  I’m grateful that my car was okay, and I really just wanted to move forward.  Waking up this morning, I went for a run and did some basic lifts to help prevent me from becoming a monumental fat fuck.  I get into work, just wanting to pass the time through the day, but it turns out the queer-jew that sits behind me is hacking his lungs out.  Perturbed by such a nuisance, I offer him an antihistamine for his allergies, except he explains to me that it’s not allergy, but a cold.  Fuckin’ great.  I hear him hacking away for the next few hours, me getting pissed because it’s loud and obnoxious, and the Starbucks fucked up my free birthday drink and got something that wasn’t no-whip, but no-taste.  I’m debating on forfeiting more work so that queer-jew doesn’t get me sick with his incessant uncovered coughing, but distressed over the fact that I’ve already missed eight hours already due to the airport snafu.  I’m sour.  Everyone around me is seemingly sour.  Not much of a good birthday feeling so far.  I stew.

Then, I find out that queer-jew is leaving early anyway, capitalizing on the corporate negligence that seemingly absolves employees of not being present if they’re going to a doctor’s appointment or something, so I’m delighted to hear that queer-jew will stop bitching about how his diminishing sick time, and by the time I get back to the office, he and his AIDS will be gone.  Now, I can relax my shoulders a bit, and coast through the rest of the day, and hope to have a relaxing dinner with some friends to celebrate this whole birthday thing out on a good note.

Otherwise, not much else to say, bringing in this year.  Not my greatest birthday evar, but at least I’m thankful to be home now.

The importance of ass

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It most certainly is important.

Unfortunately, this powerpoint isn’t really as entertaining as one so aptly titled might be, but even despite the forgone conclusion, I still couldn’t help but feel a tad hopeful that maybe it wasn’t just a coincidentally poor abbreviation as result of an egregiously long file name.

Lately, this work assignment’s been a little tedious.  The person I work directly under is out for the next ten days or so, so I thought I might have it a little easy without concern of someone watching what I’m doing on the side behind my back.  However, the traffic manager here recently retired, so there are about three different people bringing me work now, constantly interrupting me, and sniffing around over my shoulders, so such hopes for a relaxing work environment where I could do some substantial writing on the side are a bit dashed.

InDesOWNING

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If only I could put into words just how awesome I feel about myself when it comes to my Adobe InDesign comprehension, and then put those words onto my resume and subsequent cover letters.  I’d imagine I’d have not only a job, but a permanent Russian hooker underneath my desk for the rockstar ability I like to boast.

I’m fairly confident that I’ve already exceeded simply impressing my temporary peers with what I’ve demonstrated thus far, but after the events of today, I like to think that I may have convinced them that I’m like the grand weezard of InDesign here.  In seven business days, I have improved upon templates developed in a time when Adobe PageMaker was the norm, and tackled three projects deemed “too tedious to do,” because of my InDesign knowledge.

Because of me, this place will no longer have to manually adjust final PDFs, and insert covers, legal pages, tables of contents into proper order, since I showed them how to section off pages within the ID documents and create proper sequential page numbering.  Because of me, this company can actually justify throwing out their Adobe PageMaker installation disks that amazingly, they actually still have, and handed to me in preparation for the “too tedious to do” project.  Little did they realize just how seamless a .PMD file converts into an ID format until shown by me.

Seriously, aside from the egregious boasting, self-high fiving, and literary fellating I’m giving myself, if any company that had a position that was purely InDesign based, and they passed up on me, they would legitimately be brain dead.  Not just brain dead, but physically dead as result of becoming brain dead, and their corpse dug up, lobotomized, and having someone urinate on their dead brain before letting it rot for worms and crows.  I’m that confident in my InDesign skillz.

Brogging of the mundane

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Burglary update

I finally managed to get a hold of the Fulton County prosecutor aide in regards to the thugs that tried to rob my home back in October.  Honestly, given the lack of effort exerted by the county, I figured that I had heard the last of them after the initial arrest of the hoods.  I called every number and contact I was given, with no response.  In fact, I had to hound this person in order to respond to a letter they had sent to me.  Apparently wanted to let me know that their bond pleas have been denied a second time, and one more denial, and then they’re going to actual, court-court.  But it’s comforting to know that since their arrest back on October 27th, they’ve been in jail since.

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Random thoughts

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~Wordpress app does not appear to have bulleted list option.
~The place I’m working at now, where I park my car is directly across the street from the Cheetah, which is like the “classiest” (read: best) strip club in the city of Atlanta.
~Some bathrooms, are just so suitable to just play Angry Birds for good chunks of time.
~The work I’m doing is boring as fuck, but the pay is great. I’m not really complaining.
~There are a noticeable amount of Koreans around here, from the deli I went to yesterday and an actual Korean colleague in my remote department. It’s kind of an alien feeling to me, to be perfectly honest.
~I’m also the youngest person in this office, I’m pretty sure. I haven’t been the youngest designer in any place for a few years, and I have to admit this too is also an odd feeling for me again. There simply aren’t really any cool people here, as nice as everyone else seems to be.

I have been put into a foul mood today

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Yesterday, my computer was infected with the mother of all AIDS and took me many many hours to alleviate.  Regardless of its supposed cleared status right now, I am contemplating backing all my shit up and completely reloading this machine, this time to Windows 7.  Conclusively, this has laid down the ground work for what’s so far been a lousy weekend.

I have not yet received my copy of the Atlanta Braves annual that I contributed to despite being promised a copy once it hit news stands, which it has today.  Response has been positive from those not cheap enough to talk the talk and actually buy one, and those educated enough to actually want to purchase one.  Given the fact that I’m one of the authors of the book itself, I’m anticipating it greatly, and regardless of the fact that I am going to be getting a free copy … eventually, I’m very tempted to cash in a Borders coupon and going to buy one so I can just have one on my terms.

I have a headache that I can’t seem to shake, even two aspirins and caffeine in.  I’m also in the mindset that is in a state of perpetual agitation, since I haven’t worked in the last three days of the week, and I’m coming to the realization that no matter how hard I try to with my talent agency, without my ace in the hole, I can’t seem to get any gainful work out of them.  Subsequently, as a result of the negative state of mind, I happen to think the world is full of uneducated, ADD-minded simpletons who rather communicate in 140 characters or less about trivial shit, than enlighten and educate themselves on something with substance.

Traveling sounds like it would’ve been a good idea this weekend, but I don’t know where to travel to anymore these days.  I wish I knew more people in places that are easy-to-access Delta hub regions, where I could fly easily and fairly inexpensively to on a whim, because frankly, I just don’t really feel like being home right now, and the lack of working sort of puts the handcuffs on my spending habits to excess.